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April 2024 Contest Winners

Submitted by neopoet contests on Tue, 2024-04-30 20:38

Congratulations to our April 2024 contest winners!

Spring Fling  was won by Carrie with the poem Spring Fling

04/24 I Was An April Fool was won by Geezer with the poem Fooled Again...

04/24 Waiting In Line was won by  Mary Beth Magee  with the poem The Last Time

04/24 Are We There Yet?  Was won by Rula with the poem We're Almost There For It

04/24 My Favorite Cookie was won by Leslie with the poem After school treat!

Poetry Month 2024 Imagine Contest Vote

Submitted by Apostolos "Paul... on Mon, 2024-04-29 23:58

Vote for this month’s image prompt contest winner

Voting ends May 6th 2024.

Vote at the end of this newsletter.

 

Backwards

By: Carrie

G
All the things that I wanna write
C
Have been written
G
All the songs that I wanna sing
D
Have been sung,
G
All the things that I wanna say
C
Have been said before
D A Em G
All the things that I wanna do have been done.

G
I wanna fly a kite
A
At night instead of day,
C
I wanna drive a big old truck
D
The opposite way
G
I wanna laugh when I’m sad,
C
And cry when I’m happy and gay
D A
I wanna do what no one’s done
G
Any other day.

G
I wanna wear all my clothes
A
Wear em all inside out,

C
I wanna be real quiet,
D
When everybody else wants to shout
G
I wanna see the stars
C
When everybody else sees the sun
D
I want my day to end
C G
When everybody else’s has begun.

C D
Wouldn’t it be weird, wouldn’t it be funny and strange
A
If everyone thought like this,
G
Slightly deranged.

 

 

Lost Love

By: Alex Tanner

Should I recall those blissful times
When we like climbing flowers entwined;
Our blossoms scented evenings air
As Love and Lust forsook our cares.

Your laugh was soft and gentle,
A butterflies wings in spring,
Dancing on the sunbeams
Enough to make me sing.

Eyes so bright they sparkled
Diamonds on moonlit snow;
Flashing hither and thither
To make my pulse race so.

We held each other gentle
Yet tight so not to break,
Though deep, our love could never last,
Different paths our lives would take.

For fleeting months we tarried,
Each time we met we knew
This may be the last time
For lovers hours are few.

If I love ten thousand women
Tis you I will recall;
You gave yourself so willing,
For your passion I did fall.

On black nights as the wind howls,
As I lie in a bed so cold,
Your soft voice echoes 'cross the years
To warm my lonely soul.

                                                                                                                                         

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Neopoet Weekly Contest 04/21/24 to 04/27/24 Contest Winner!

Submitted by neopoet contests on Sat, 2024-04-27 23:40

This week the Neopoem is

 

 Whistle Stop Grove by Izzi Reinier

 

Let us congratulate Izzi Reinier on his first contest win as a neopoet member.

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John's D-Day

Submitted by Michael Keens on Wed, 2024-04-03 10:46

The year was nineteen-forty-four
And the date was the sixth of June.
As time went by, death knocked on the door
Of John and his mates, who would meet death soon.
All the rain and sound he pushed,
To the very back of his mind
And thought of all the people he knew -
He just wanted to to remain alive.
Home was where he longed to be:
A warm safe bed, and endless tea.
John’s birthday just so happened to be
The reverse of Day-hyphen-D.
He bravely died on his twentieth birthday
Covered in blood, in tremendous pain.

The View From Here

Submitted by Kelly Ann Wilson on Tue, 2024-04-02 23:04

The View From Here
Written by Kelly Ann Wilson

It is honourable that you were so ready
To go to battle
For a better world.

Your village deserved
For you to fight for them
Like only you can.

I know you really loved
The ones
You sacrificed it all for.

I know the greatest thing
You will ever have done
Was to save someone else.

I only wish there could have been
Just one small thought
To save yourself.

Written April 2, 2024
© 2024 Kelly Ann Wilson

Hurry Patience!

Submitted by Michael Anthony on Tue, 2024-04-02 17:24

The details of you have blurred
over the years since you've been gone,
but how I miss you still has sharp edges

that cut the ribbons of my memories,
laying them bare and exposed
against all of this night of your absence.

I’ll keep trying to patch the ribbons together
into something beautiful so I can remember you
only as daylight, and the jagged loss hopefully,
with patience, no longer cuts when I visit you.

More'n nine months on...

Submitted by Jane A. Rug on Tue, 2024-04-02 14:18

and still I feel infuriated at myself
concerning squandered funds
passively, senselessly, and willingly
surrendered nest egg
to computer hackers
(imposters, jackknifing, and liquidating)
coercing me to forfeit funds,
whereby yours truly (me) blindsided
thru convincing telephonic dialogue
witnessing unquestioned trust

April Foolish

Submitted by Candlewitch on Tue, 2024-04-02 13:15

While strolling down this grassy lane
at a lovely slow meandering pace,
when who should I spot, but a brown Rabbit
decked out in tails, I then gave mad chase...

In his tux, dodging obstacles,
closely I followed, eager to catch him.
I was near, but he vanished down a hole
on his heels, standing at the holes brim

Without thought, I threw myself in.
Down, down, down, down I was ever falling,
hitting the ground upside down with a thump
Rabbit to my right, I began calling

The Globe We Leave

Submitted by William Lynn on Tue, 2024-04-02 12:08

The community of human kind
Born from centuries long ago,
Have given forth their worthies
So that we could learn and grow.

It takes more than one small village
More than one way to live each day,
As we live our lives forever more
Because of those who paved the way.

From common stock to worldly kings
On strong backs and sweat of brow,
Those that toiled so that we might lead
Give forth their globe; Our time is now.

Gray Wolf

Submitted by Jakub Zoltowski on Mon, 2024-04-01 22:06

Leather coated in gray stains.

The mug, is laying on the floor, the coffee.

Is spilling out.

The wolf, slowly, comes closer.

But,

Directions

Submitted by MermaidMaster on Mon, 2024-04-01 15:12

I want simplicity - a clear cut path.
I want a big yellow road sign pointing me where to go, and a GPS, kindly reminding me which exit to get off at.
I want the robed figures on my tarot cards to open their mouths and speak to me, to give me some directions I can scrawl on scrap paper and pin to my cork board.
I want my professor to teach me about purpose-
what should I do with my life? Who should I love?
Biology is boring I want the real stuff.
Tell me what clubs to join, what people to avoid.
What to eat, How to be hungry.

Enchantress.

Submitted by Alex Tanner on Mon, 2024-04-01 08:26

Her laugh is soft, it flutters
As butterfly wings in spring.
Her dark eyes wide, they sparkle
As the purest diamond ring.

She is the sweetest angel
That any man could know;
Yet deep within her ageless soul
Dark vices wrought men woe.

She loves to woo and taunt them,
To lead them on with guile,
To bring them pain and misery
Bestowed with lasvicious smile.

Her pleasure is to lure them
Bind them helpless then,
As victim snared in spider's web
Inflict pleasure close to pain.

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Sweet Visitation

Submitted by tyro on Mon, 2024-04-01 08:13

Do you come again!
Sweet visitation,
Do you come again!

Do you swell my heart
And lift my mind,
Do you come again?

Often have I waited,
And in the waiting
I was always low.

But now the hot tear
Rolls from my eye,
kisses down my cheek.

How I am overjoyed!
Simply you are here!

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